Just a little prelude to the story, there was a girl I spoke to frequently from college (for this story) named Kate. We started talking down the lines of sexual experiences and such and to my surprise she was rather innocent, yet open to trying new things. She even had some "fun" with one of her professors at university frequently. She would tell me about how she would go into his office between classes and he would pound the hell out of her while she tried to muffle her screams of pleasure from his office. Well being a cocky son of a bitch I told her that every single girl I have ever been with has ALWAYS told me I was their best orgasm. Not saying this was a lie or anything although it peaked her interests.
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(24M/19F) Having sex with one of my students.
Hi everyone. I decided to create an account to share my story.
This all started a few weeks ago. I am a 24 engineering student, in order to get a few bucks I give some maths lessons.
In January I had a call from a 19 years old girl who wanted maths lessons to prepare for her exams. She's called Sabrina, average size, long raven hair, dark eyes a really cute smile, she was pretty thin with a kind of bubble butt, and the first time I met her, her cleavage seemed really stunning. She was always wearing sexy clothes: tight tank tops, bit see through shirts, fancy dresses, leggings, tight jeans. Lessons were cool with her, she was hard working and she was really smart, we appreciated working together. After 2 mounths of having lessons twice a week we were like friends. Once after a pretty intensive 4 hours lessons about improper integrals, I offered her a beer, we were talking about everything but maths, mainly of our respective lives. Since that beer, every time she came to my place, she was wearing some even more sexy clothes.
[F/M] my first weekend at college, experimenting with anal
It was my first weekend of college, and my new roommates and I had gone to frat row to experience our first real college party. Almost as soon as we walked in one of my friends started flirting with some guy, who introduced me to his brother, Jordan. Jordan was about 6 feet tall, stocky, with a little bit of scrufflong, dirty blonde hair and an extremely sexy accent. I guess I should mention what I look like as well, I'm about 5'6, 140 lbs, with D cup boobs that are just big enough to make up for the extra weight I'm carrying around my waist. I've got short red hair, and the pale skin and freckles to match.
First date fuck
I'd been chatting back and forth with a guy that I had met through OK Cupid for a couple of weeks. He lives about 2 hours north of me, and after getting to know each other the conversations turned to dirty descriptions of what we would do to each other in bed. This past Saturday, we made plans to meet up in my city and spend some time together to see if there was both mental and physical compatibility.
When I woke up on Saturday, I was so horny from dreaming about all of the things that he said he would do to me. Shortly after waking up, however, he sent a text about how he had to work that evening, but if I was willing to drive to his city then we could spend more time together and he would make it worth my while. He told me to meet him at his office and I made the drive up there.
High school slut’s freshman year of college – having sex in a dorm room with people outside the door listening [mf]
Hey guys, I'm back with another story! This one's not from high school, but rather freshman year of college. I hope you still enjoy it!
This story takes place about a month into my first year of college. The first week I had met a guy named Jacob and we had hit it off and hooked up a few times, nothing serious though. Those encounters were fun but nothing worth writing about. This night, however, was different. We were in another friends dorm room with a group of people just drinking and hanging out like college students do. I probably had more shots than I should have, but I was by no means wasted. As the night progresses I end up sitting beside Jacob and we start getting a little handsy. Well, one of the other girls we were drinking with had gotten completely trashed and started puking on the floor, so Jacob and I decided it was a good time to leave. He tells me that his roommate had gone home for the weekend, so we headed to his dorm.
Good Christian girls wait until marriage…but I’ll take it in the bu[m] [f]or you
I was really good friends with Laura all throughout middle school and high school. We ended up going to the same college together across the country and became even closer. She was a pretty religious girl and hung out with pretty religious friends who I ended up getting decently close with.
Her room mate sophomore year was this gorgeous blonde named Melanie. Mel was about 5'4" C cup breasts and a thin yet remarkably curvy figure. She was rather flirty and whenever I would come by their apartment she would flirt heavily with me. I had always thought she was joking because she was dating one of the biggest guys on the football team. So, naturally I assumed it was with everyone. One more thing about Mel…She was kind of bitchy. She looked down on a lot of people and had a certain air about her. The kind of "I'm a hot Christian girl that will tease you until you beg…then do nothing because I'm saving myself" air about her.
looking how i feel…finally
ive been a bbw ever since high school. i was shy because my body didnt match what i felt like. i envied the smaller girls. they had no idea how easy they had it. recently, like within the last year i overheard "friends" talking about me. they were commenting on how i was bigger than ever. i decided to make a change. i talked to my bf. told him i wanted a change. he said he was on board. we had a good week of eating bad. then we started a life style change. he lost weight fast, like within 2 weeks he lost like 13 pounds. i struggled. first few months were hard. slow weight loss. but over the last 5 months you can see a real difference. my bf has regressed. chubby again. little energy. low self esteem. i try to encourage him but i cant be the only motivator. this last month ive started looking more how i feel inside. i feel sexier. My guy friends are commenting on how great i look. even better, guys in public are approaching me. one guy started talking to me and asked if i had a bf. i told him i did and he asked if i wanted his number. i took his number. 3 weeks ago i went to the gym on my day off. i had a random wednesday off and while i was at the gym i remembered he mentioned he had sundays and wednesdays off. i called him up and he remembered me. he asked if i wanted to go over to hang out. i was so nervous but i felt sexy. i looked cute. we hung out for like 30 min. i felt myself totally shamelessly flirting. he told me i was beautiful. he said he wanted to kiss me but respected that i had a bf. i leaned in and kissed him. we made out for a few minutes and he put his hands in my pants. i was so horny that i started to ride his fingers. this went on like 10 minutes. he also took off my clothes and ate me. as soon as i came i got on top of him. felt good to ride a guy. my legs are strong lately. he only lasted a few minutes but i didnt care. i got fucked! on friday at work another guy hit on me. this guy was a bit older but super handsome. i want him. any men with kik wanna help me out with dirty chat?
Not So Innocent VII…
Part I – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32n5cr/not_so_innocent_mf/
Part II – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32rfir/not_so_innocent_part_2/
Part III – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/32w211/not_so_innocent_part_3/
Part IV – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/336g6g/no_so_innocent_iv/
Part V – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/33vfns/no_so_innocent_v/
Part VI – http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/34hczq/not_so_innocentvi/
May 17th, 2014
Graduation day. Holy shit, I would have never imagined this day would come. It seemed like yesterday I was lying on my bed, in my freshman dorm, asking myself repeatedly just exactly what the fuck I was doing here. Damn what journey. And to this day, I couldn’t ask for better to finish it with than with Ashley.
Regardless of her being engaged and the wedding less than a month away. She was there for me. She was sincerely there for and with me, at the finish line. To me, that’s a blessing, gift, and faith in one. I didn’t have any girlfriends in college, just some flings and FWB’s, nothing emotional. But Ashley was there for me. Physically, emotionally, and spiritually. She would bend over backwards for me, just so she could see me on this day.
Sexting Leads to Sext (MF)
Layla was a firecracker; petite, redheaded, green eyes, with curves in all the right places. She frequently chopped up and layered her hair in different ways to preserve her spontaneity, was aggressively bisexual (I’ve had dates that she’s “jokingly” pressed back into walls), and completely in a different league than me.
Don’t get it twisted, we’re both attractive people, and during Cupcake Moscato/Night Train binges she’s frequently adorably buried her head in my chest talking about how we’d make a great pair, but for as long as I’ve known her Layla has been more obsessed with wild, varied sexual adventures than trying to find the content and comfort of a stable relationship.
I had my share of that as well, but it was never something that came to real life fruition. Sure, there would be times where I met a girl on Reddit or Tumblr and two hours later she told me how her fingers were buried in her sopping pussy as she hid away in her friend’s bathroom, but all the nudes and sexts in the world could never replace real world fucking.
Return leg with an older man (F/M)
Since my pretty amazing encounter with two older guys about a month ago (http://www.reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/320kv7/two_pairs_of_eyes_two_pairs_of_hands_two_you_get/), I hadn't heard any more beyond a thank you for a great time from Graham, the man who organised it. This wasn't a surprise given that they lived a fair distance from me, so I wasn't even thinking about hearing from him again… until late last week, where I was surprised to find an e-mail letting me know that he was coming into London for an appointment not too far from me and wondered if I was free.
As it so happened, I wasn't at uni on this particular Monday afternoon, so once he confirmed when he expected his meeting to finish and I made sure that my own place was definitely going to be free from housemates, I told him that he'd be welcome to drop by for a brief visit if he wanted before heading back home. That's how the discussion was left, although I don't think either of us were in any doubt as to what the meeting would entail.